The paladin... Its weapons were the faith in its god and fidelity to its king. winning wars and killing under the eyes of its god, the paladin finished its fights asking for forgiveness for its acts, and the wait of its punishment, it prayed clamoring to you of the armies forces for the next battle.
The battle... Here it begins the age of darkness. The sound of the steel if colliding against the gates screamming in the night waking up beasts and demons. It is the end of the pagans' battle.
They fall the gates and the fight begins.
The paladin attacks, the sorcerers plot fire magics and disease. Its blessed armor protects magic attacks and the sorcerer has its heart dilacerad for the paladin.
When the shades meet the paladin for now with the most arduous feeling of faith, when it is surprised by a lance that reaches its heart...
" That is its retribution Paladin... - eternal Life!!"